The instant the Angel Holy Sword appeared, that familiar gold-red power dealt Tang San a hundred million points of mental critical damage.
"Angel Holy Sword!?"
Even while under the control of hostility, Tang San could not help roaring in furious exasperation.
"A weapon so utterly wicked and evil actually survived to this day, and was even raised to the level of a Super Divine Artifact? Such an evil weapon must be handed over to me, God King Tang San, for strict safekeeping! I cannot let you live today. Die!"
Tang San stepped with Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.
With a single step, his entire body moved as fast as lightning.
The Asura Magic Sword in his hand had completely turned blood-colored as he pointed it forward, and streams of dense bloody light erupted violently.
"Clang!"
Qian Chaoguang did not dodge or evade. The Angel God Sword swept out with graceful ease.
Surging power of light drew in the Sun True Fire, and the temperature of the entire battlefield soared with it.
A golden stream of light formed from flame and Holy Light shot straight toward Tang San's attack and slashed down fiercely, like a golden crow descending into the world.
"Hiss!"
Scorching heat and icy cold collided in midair.
The Holy Light Blade Intent condensed with Sun True Fire instantly evaporated that streak of blood-colored Sword Radiance completely, leaving only a wisp of red blood mist rising into the air.
Tang San snorted coldly, and the Asura Magic Sword thrust forward with the momentum.
The blood-red sword light took on a sharp, conical shape, stabbing rapidly toward Qian Chaoguang like a drill.
The surging aura of slaughter and the endless Blood Sea trembled together. Those two forces, which were enough to intimidate an ordinary First Level God into losing all ability